#ateracha writes: felix

[ateracha]

felix only wanted a peek of your bedroom, that’s all. he only wanted to see what your bed looked like; how your pillows were arranged, what colour your bed sheets were, only to store in his memory for later. he had a hobby that he could never share with you. every night, he closed his eyes with his pink-headed cock in his small hand and pictured you nude on his bed, straddling his lap as you whispered nothing but sweet things to him. he would jam his cock in his fist, chasing his high that only made him further guilty.

you were in the shower, and felix, the “oh so innocent” flatmate had nothing else to do but to snoop around your bedroom to get just a whiff of your presence. he held his breath although you weren’t in the room, his heart pounding out of his chest as his eyes scanned the white, frilled duvet cover with a light pink throw on top. oh how he would love to have you spread open on those white sheets. his eyes drifted down then, to a piece of baby blue material that lay on the floor. your panties. felix felt as if his body had a mind of its own; before he could blink, he had grabbed a hold of the piece of clothing. with shaking hands, he lifted the baby blue material to his nose. he nearly passed out on your bedroom floor when your odour flooded his nostrils. they were used. he hesitated, of course, he wasn’t a huge pervert after all. but oh, how can he leave this behind? he could get a good use of this; he pictured himself with your panties on his face tonight and enjoying that sweet tangy smell as he jerked his cock to you for the 10th time this week. he would love to cum on them, pretend he was cumming on you as you begged to taste every drop on your sweet, sweet tongue-

“felix? what are you doing in my room?”

maybe his fantasy could come true tonight.

[ateracha]

making eye contact with felix during a dinner with the boys and knowing what he wants right away. the way he tilts his head slightly, eyes seductive yet soft - he wanted what you wanted. so that’s what you got; his hand covering your mouth as he mercilessly dragged his cock along your walls. your moans and squeals perfectly muffled, an obvious fact that you two had done this before. his soft, low grunts and the sound of skin to skin echoed within the restaurant bathroom’s walls and you prayed that no one would walk in to hear.

and what comes after, you ask? your pussy full of his cum as you enjoyed the rest of your dinner, knowing that your panties were soiled, but both of you a lot happier than before.

[ateracha]

felix was a shy little wee thing.

like the way his face reddened and his eyes twinkled with tears when you took his leaking cock all the way into your mouth until his cute little tip tapped the back of your throat. like the way he balled his fists in the bed sheets as you sank your dripping pussy onto his cock. you sank yourself down painfully slow, and he gritted his teeth. he acted like it was his first time every time. his moans came out quivered and weak, as if you were sucking the life out of him. and quite frankly, you were. “angel…you are so beautiful, you are so good..fuck me”

[ateracha]

⁎⁺˳✧༚ mdni ˚✧₊⁎

slow “I missed you” stroke gang:

hyunjin

changbin

felix

seungmin

“I can’t help I want you” stroke gang:

lee know

han

jeongin

chan